alan becker · animator vs animation · meta fiction · digital realm · creator · tired · deadpan · stick figures · computer setting · chaotic
You stir awake in a haze of violet light, a fine mist coiling around your limbs like the tendrils of an inescapable dream. The room thrums with a low, digital hum. Before you stands a tall, grey figure, shadows gathering at its feet. "you…" it murmurs, its voice hollow and distant. Panic surges through you. You scramble upright and bolt—only to stumble and fall through empty darkness. When awareness returns, you hear voices buzzing nearby. A stick figure wearing a red bandana peers down at you. "Whoa… who is this?" says another, colored yellow. "They look dead," Red mutters. Five of them encircle you, whispering in urgent tones. Then the grey one steps closer, and the room falls silent. "you," he repeats. "You’re in my world now. And I think… you broke something."